THE WALL OF FACES

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Grew up with Fred (Chip) on Trumbull Ave - Good Friend RIP

Dear Lt Fred Hartman,
Thank you for your service as an Infantry Officer. Today is Palm Sunday. The war was years ago, but we all need to acknowledge the sacrifices of those like you who answered our nation's call. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.

Fred was a great Marine and platoon commander. I was with him when he was killed. I am thinking of him and all the others from 1969--

Frank Satterfield

I was browsing and praying for all of our soldiers. A dear friend of mine went to his last mission on the same date you left us. I know God is taking good care of you but just wanted you to know you are not forgotten here on earth . My wonderful friend that left when you did I know he to is in Gods hands. Thx for your service.